My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 234: The threat of bun face

The trip to the U.S. is getting closer and closer, and Yang Guo really has no time to get to the bottom of the weirdo’s secret shooting of themselves, so I have to temporarily hold it down and talk about everything when I return to China. www..

Fang Beibei took the pile of data and went back to the dormitory to continue the calculation. In fact, it can barely play a bit, but there is still a big balance hole.

Yang Guo went to listen to two French classes on Monday, and brought his sleepy daughter home in the afternoon. If you don’t pack your luggage, it’s too late!

It's the first time to go so far, and also to another country on the other side of the ocean. While Yang Guo was excited, I was a little nervous. I couldn't start packing things. I always felt that everything was important.

Especially Qiqi items. He stuffed packs of diapers and milk powder in one can after another. For these two items, Yang Guo contained a large suitcase, so he still felt that it was not enough. , Always worried about starving her daughter in a foreign country.

There are also small clothes from Qiqi. This one is good-looking, and that one is beautiful. I don’t know how to pick it. I simply stuff them all into another large suitcase. When we go abroad, we can’t let the blonde gringles think we are From the country, your daughter must be well-dressed!

I saw Yang Guo humming a tuneless song, walking in and out, stuffing things into the suitcase from time to time. Qiqi was playing with her toys next to her, but her attention was all attracted by her father. She looked curiously, thinking about what his father was doing.

"That's right!" Yang Guo stopped suddenly and murmured, "Qiqi's thermometer!"

Well, this thing should also be useful outside. It’s best if you don’t have a cold or a fever, but what if you really get sick?

Actually, Qiqi is already very healthy compared to other children. For more than a year, except for the first few months, Yang Guo didn’t know how to take care of it. He fell ill and rarely got sick later. Illness was just a cold-like illness, and it didn't cause trouble for my father. Yang Guo didn't know, he was very lucky than other parents!

Yang Guo went through the box and found the small thermometer, wrapped it in the original plastic case, and carefully put it in the suitcase. Yang Guo scratched his head and thought about it. There should be nothing missing, right? He dragged out the third suitcase, which was much smaller and used it to hold his own clothes.

He got into the bedroom and turned over in his closet. Usually at home, I don't care what I wear at all, I wear them all over, and many clothes are pressed on the bottom of the closet.

At this moment, Yang Guo realized that he really didn't have a few suitable clothes to wear out! He mentioned the Givenchy suit bought by Zheng Yujie, which is the best one! Others, either short or ugly, are simply unsightly.

What to do? Yang Guo scratched his head, a little embarrassed. After having Qiqi, I don’t even bother to go shopping and buy clothes. Is something wrong now? Not even a piece of clothing to wear out.

No! Yes! Yang Guo patted his head, took out a **** bag from the upper drawer of the closet, threw it on the bed, and opened it. A lot of clothes of different styles were exposed, and they were mixed together, and there was no specific appearance. However, judging from the material, they are all top-notch fabrics!

These are the failures of the old Arthur! Although it is a failure, it is hundreds of times better than the clothes sold in ordinary "brand" stores outside! The old man Arthur was dissatisfied and wanted to throw them away. Yang Guo said at the time: "Or, just leave it to me?"

So he picked the ones that hadn't been cut and could be worn and brought them back. They were packed in bags at the time and left them in the upper part of the closet. Later, he was too busy to forget about it.

Now it seems that this pile of clothes can still come in handy! Yang Guo was ecstatic. He picked out some of the clothes that looked formal from the pile of clothes. Don't look at just a part. When matched, there are five sets of clothes, enough!

Walking out of the bedroom holding the clothes, Yang Guo smiled with anger. Qiqi didn't know when she crawled into the big suitcase and turned her clothes all over the floor. When Yang Guo came out, she saw her throwing out a piece of clothing.

"My dear baby, you are keeping Dad busy! The folded clothes are messing up for you again!" Yang Guo squatted down, trying to squeeze Qiqi's little face affectionately.

At this time, the advice Fang Beibei said yesterday came to his mind: "If you don't want Qiqi to become a bun face when you grow up, don't pinch her face now!"

Bunzi face, this is too lethal! Yang Guo retracted his left hand in a jealous manner, arched the index finger of his right hand, stroked the bridge of the Qiqi's nose, and said with a smile: "Little mischief, all trouble to dad!"

"If Dad didn't pay attention, what should I do if I lock you in?" Yang Guo smiled and raised his face, deliberately pulling up the lid of the suitcase and buckling Qiqi inside.

Open it again, Yang Guo smiled and said: "What, are you afraid?"

Don't be afraid, close and open again.

Qiqi was stunned by the dark environment, but immediately she could see her father in the bright light again, she thought, it seemed like a lot of fun! After doing this twice, Qiqi actually giggled.

Yang Guo reluctantly picked her up and couldn't play anymore. If she was really obsessed with this feeling, what should she do if she digs into the suitcase all day?

Yang Guo closed the door, he put Qiqi in the baby walker, let her run in the dining room, and then prepared to clean up the mess left by Qiqi.

At this moment, the door was knocked. When I opened the door, it was Duan Xueqing. She was wearing a plain skirt and stood there pretty. Yang Guo thought it was the kid Song Zhiwen, because it was time to count, he should send Jinzi back.

"Xueqing? I thought it was Wenzi, haha. Come in." Yang Guo waved.

"Where are you going?" After Duan Xueqing came in ~IndoMTL.com~ saw the large boxes in the living room and asked curiously.

Yang Guo pushed away the Qiqi that came in a rampage, and smiled: "I'm going to the United States. I'll leave in two days."

"I just came back and are going out again?" Duan Xueqing asked unhappy. Throughout the weekend, Yang Guo was not at home. She was still thinking about where to go to play with Yang Guo, but the door was closed, and even Song Zhiwen couldn't find anyone.

"There is no way, the publisher suddenly moved the time forward. I also just received the news, and I didn't tell you." Yang Guo laughed.

"Publishing house?" Duan Xueqing keenly grasped this keyword.

"Yes!" Yang Guo smiled, "Of course I am not going to travel in the United States, but I have a job! Dongxin Publishing House is about to introduce a book, all the procedures are complete, and I am stuck on the author's side. , We are going this time to convince the author!"

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